War Sovereign Soaring The Heavens

"Number 32."

Duan Lingtian replied.

The middle-aged man nodded, and immediately looked around, and the voice came out, "Where is the owner of token No. 31?"

As the middle-aged man spoke, there was an uproar in the lower audience.

"Anyone else not playing?"

"It's okay to admit defeat on the field."

"Exactly! Besides, the number 32 is so young, maybe he is a 'soft persimmon'."

...

Many viewers talked about it.

Whoosh!

And at this moment, a young man wearing the uniform of a prisoner's arena staff flew past and arrived at the middle-aged man's side in a blink of an eye.

"My lord, a young talent from the Blackstone Empire has temporarily left... The representative of the Blackstone Empire has drawn a label token on his behalf, which is 'No. 31'."

The young man explained why.

The middle-aged man was stunned, and immediately looked at Duan Lingtian, "No. 32, since the owner of token No. 31 is not here, this round, you will have a bye to advance."

Duan Lingtian, who had been prepared for a long time, was not surprised, and flew away directly.

Now, a group of spectators in the lower auditorium understood what was going on.

"So it is!"

"This young man is very lucky."

"That's right... Otherwise, at his age, he might be eliminated in the first match. Now it's a good thing, he will be promoted directly."

...

Many viewers commented.

In words, I don't think Duan Lingtian's strength is so strong, I just think Duan Lingtian's luck is particularly good.

When Duan Lingtian went back, the young man in white said again, "The martial arts competition begins!"

Immediately afterwards,

The other eighteen young talents fought fiercely.

Some people admit defeat, and some people die.

"Brother Duan actually got a bye? Good luck."

In the upper-class auditorium, Feng Tianwu's pretty face was full of shock.

"Miss, Brother Duan, this may not be luck."

The old man shook his head.

As an inscription master, he naturally knew Duan Lingtian's impressive methods in manipulating mental power, and vaguely guessed that all of this was done on purpose by Duan Lingtian.

"Ok?"

Feng Tianwu looked puzzled, and looked at Lao Kong suspiciously.

"Miss, don't forget...Brother Ling Tian is still an outstanding 'inscriber'. As an excellent inscriber, with his mental power, he can easily see through those marking tokens ahead of time." Details', so as to pick out the token you want."

Old Kong explained slowly.

"Grandpa Kong, what do you mean... Brother Duan deliberately chose the token that can be promoted bye?"

Feng Tianwu is not a fool, after being reminded by Kong Lao, she came to her senses.

The old man nodded.

Duan Lingtian naturally didn't know that his little trick had already been seen through by Kong Lao.

Now he returned to Su Li and sat down, quietly looking at the sky above the arena.

There, there are still three groups of six young talents fighting fiercely.

These young talents, in order to win one of the last 30 places in the first stage of today's "Dynasty Martial Arts Tournament", did their best and fought with their backs.

boom!

Soon, a young talent was seriously injured, and his opponent won the final victory.

hum!

After a while, another young talent was beheaded and became a stepping stone for its opponent.

For a while, only the last two were still fighting fiercely.

The two have always been evenly matched, and there is no winner.

However, up to now, only the two of them were left fighting in the prison arena, and the surrounding was silent, which also brought them a strange sensory experience.

After a while, one of them was a little distracted.

And the result of being distracted before the battle is to be defeated cleanly by another person.

At this time, the owners of tokens No. 21 to No. 40, another ten people have advanced.

The Dynasty Martial Arts Tournament is still going on...

And the young talents from the Blackstone Empire also played one by one.

Soon, Long Yun also played.

Long Yun's opponent was a young talented man with a bit of arrogance all the time.

This young talent, when he saw Long Yun for the first time, he said boldly: "Boy, you are only in your early thirties, right? If you are sensible, quickly admit defeat and go home to drink milk!"

The voice of the young talent was not small, and it spread throughout the quiet arena.

Immediately, all the strange gazes of the people present fell on Long Yun.

"It seems that the strength of this person's opponent seems to be good..."

"This can be seen from his arrogant words. If you don't have two brushes, how dare you humiliate people like this?"

"However, compared with his opponent, this person is indeed a few years younger."

"I have to say that his concentration is good, and his face is still calm up to now."

...

A group of spectators in the lower-class auditorium chatted a lot.

Many people even admire Long Yun's concentration.

Only in the mid-level auditorium where Duan Lingtian and others were, the atmosphere was different.

Almost all the people in this mid-level auditorium have witnessed Long Yun's strength with their own eyes.

Entering the Void Realm Seventh Level!

The artistic conception of the seven heavy swords!

So far, among the young talents from the major empires, there have not been warriors above the seventh level of the Void Entering Realm, nor have there been any warriors who have comprehended the 'seventh level of artistic conception'.

It can be said that Long Yun is the strongest among the young talents currently playing.

However, this fact is only known to the people in the auditorium where Duan Lingtian is.

As for Long Yun's opponent, obviously someone from another auditorium, he hadn't noticed that Long Yun showed the strength of the 'seventh level of the Void Realm', crushing Mo Xuan who was at the 'fifth level of the Void Realm', and forced him to Mo Xuan gave up participating in the 'Dynasty Martial Arts Competition' scene.

For a moment, everyone in the auditorium looked at Long Yun's opponent with pity.

Although, Long Yun is very calm now, as if he didn't hear the opponent's humiliation.

However, they can realize it.

In Long Yun's heart, I am afraid that anger has long been accumulated...

Just wait for an opportunity, let the anger start a prairie fire!

"I just hope that your mouth is strong and your strength is not weak... Don't even be unable to catch my knife."

Long Yun looked at his opponent and said lightly.

"joke!"

However, Long Yun's opponent snorted coldly in disdain, and immediately began to be filled with majestic vitality.

Wow!

Above the void, the phantoms of eight ancient horned dragons condensed and formed, showing his cultivation.

"Entering the Void Realm at the sixth level!"

Immediately, no matter whether it was the audience in the low-class auditorium or many representatives and young talents of the empire in the middle-class auditorium, they all exclaimed.

You know, before this, there was only one young talent at the sixth level of the Void Realm.

And that young talent, with just one move, defeated his opponent and advanced smoothly.

"No wonder he was so arrogant just now, and he didn't hesitate to humiliate his opponent... It turns out that he is a 'sixth level warrior of the Void Realm'."

"The sixth-level warriors of the Void Realm, in today's 'Dynasty Martial Arts Tournament', are already considered to be rare and strong... Even, it is almost a sure thing to get one of the last 30 places. .”

"His opponent, if he doesn't admit defeat at this time, if he really makes a move in a while, I'm afraid it will be unlucky."

"I think his opponent is going to throw in the towel right away."

...

Many people in the low-class auditorium and middle-class auditorium whispered and couldn't help guessing.

Unfortunately, they soon realized that none of them guessed right.

Faced with the cultivation level shown by his opponent, Long Yun's expression remained unchanged, he stood in the same place in the air, as motionless as a mountain, without the slightest intention of admitting defeat.

"The martial arts competition begins!"

And at this moment, the young man in white spoke.

However, at this moment, the other eighteen young talents rarely made a move.

Their eyes fell on Long Yun and Long Yun's opponent one after another.

"Boy, since you don't admit defeat...then I'll send you to hell right now!"

Long Yun's opponent had an arrogant smile on his face, and when he moved, his whole body seemed to turn into a gust of wind, sweeping towards Long Yun.

Above the void, ten phantoms of ancient horned dragons were added again...

Whoosh!

The fifth-grade spiritual weapon used by Long Yun's opponent was a rare sledgehammer. The sledgehammer flew out quickly through the air, like a flying cannonball, as if it was carrying an unrivaled power.

boom!

The giant hammer fell on Long Yun, as if he wanted to smash Long Yun into meatloaf.

"Long Yun is about to make a move."

Su Li said to Duan Lingtian.

Duan Lingtian nodded, and he also saw the slight movement of Long Yun's hand...

"They are not at the same level at all."

Duan Lingtian shook his head.

In his opinion, there is no suspense in the battle before him.

However, not everyone has the same idea as Duan Lingtian, many people think that Long Yun cannot escape death.

"Now, even if he wants to admit defeat, it may be too late."

"Sometimes, self-esteem can kill people!"

...

Many people shook their heads, and some of them couldn't help but close their eyes.

"It's not certain who will go to hell."

Suddenly, Long Yun's cold voice came out.

Just when most people were taken aback.

Long Yun moved.

hum!

The energy on Long Yun's body soared in an instant, and the next moment, his whole body seemed to form a giant knife, piercing through the air, easily letting go of the hammer from his opponent.

"die!"

Immediately afterwards, with Long Yun's soft drink, he was already on top of the opponent's head.

hum!

The spiritual knife that appeared in Long Yun's hand at some time burst into an incomparably sharp blade light, and fell on the opponent's head with a menacing force.

Click!

Long Yun's opponent, from top to bottom, was cut into two pieces by him with a single knife, and blood splashed out all over the sky.

"Humph!"

And at this moment, the young man in white who was in charge of hosting the "Dynasty Martial Arts Tournament" let out a low snort, and when he raised his hand, the palm wind howled, carrying an astonishing heat wave.

It was the primordial force that filled the sky, carrying a powerful artistic conception of fire, and swept out through the air, burning the remnant body of Long Yun's opponent and the bloody water that filled the sky to ashes.

The young man in white made a move as fast as lightning, and the phantom of the ancient horned dragon in the void above his head dispersed before it had time to condense.

"The Ninth Level of Void Entry? The artistic conception of the Nine Levels of Fire?"

Looking at the young man in white, Duan Lingtian couldn't help but gasped.

"If there is no accident, he may also be one of the young talents in tomorrow's "Dynasty Martial Arts Competition"."

Duan Lingtian secretly guessed.